3.13.2013

instagram- every now and then there is one that is a real keeper, some kind of accident that would be so awesome as a poster. i've always wanted to try making a big poster of something like this- here's a how-to if you're feeling this nagging too.

**update-- funny that i just posted this, because as i did, i got a new "must" inspired by my friend kaci's instagram feed ... she made a poster of tons of instagram squares, easy over on printstagram!

anyone made things like this yet? i'll share when i do, but i would love to see your creations. seriously, go there. printstagram.

i've been lacking (artistic, and plain ole') energy lately. it's meant to be, at 32 weeks. sometimes
i fear that it'll never come back if i let it go and it must be gone
for good, so i fight back trying to stay inspired and figure out how
i'll get my groove back post-baby, looking back and forth at my fresh
new wooden canvases and my ever-amazing hard belly baby ball, with no
answer.

i thought it would be easy, maybe i'd have new motivation overflow, maybe the choice would be easy- relax instead of
try to accomplish- how great!- but it's still hard to balance and get
organized when my brain and body can only say "huh?" or "whatever",
between inklings of normal. it's hard not to look for an answer, even though i know that's the best way. i've learned that before, that art (and life!) ebbs and
flows, but that doesn't stop me from feeling the frustrations. it's a good life lesson though and i am
also so excited about what it means. i know it will all change again very
soon. i am learning so much, and i am ready. i must give myself
credit for those things alone, and all that i have accomplished
(tangible and not) while living in a baby-brain fog. a fog which may not burn off totally, but will leave me changed.

the whole process of pregnancy- the good, the bad, and the ugly. it's the most amazing thing regardless of any ups and downs, and i am trying to savor the moments, because time is absolutely flying. this post made me feel better-
(Third Trimester Pity Party), it explains the transformation that leaves me confused, and thankful.

and this post made me feel better, too-
(What Trimester Is This? Why My First Feels Like My Third), which just
explains how i feel right now including crying at the drop of a
hat. thank goodness i'm not alone.

i'm grateful to have this blog as place to conjure some inspiration, and to share my life factoring into that.

About Me

Thank you for visiting! I hope you enjoy my art + inspirations. Holo holo (ho loh ho loh) literally means “to go out”. To go for a walk, ride, or sail; to go out for pleasure. I am New England born, raised, and obsessed, but I took from Hawaii a profound meaning in a phrase. Holo holo, which a local told us means to "enjoy the journey".